Author: walking in the dark

With a small single-family courtyard, He Qing naturally didn't want to rest in this noisy attic.

He followed Zhou Yu to the residence of Bingqing Palace under the envious eyes of everyone.

He met Ran Qiuran, Su Rong and others.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist He." Su Rong chuckled.

With the strength that He Qing had shown previously, Su Rong naturally could not underestimate him.

"I'm leaving in a few days. Let's take advantage of the few days to get close to Zhou Yu." Ran Qiuran couldn't help but say.

She did not reveal the path Zhou Yu had chosen, for fear that if He Qing refused, Zhou Yu's heart would change.

There are only a few Binglinggen monks in Bingqing Palace, only about forty people.

Moreover, most of them are old, or have outstanding talents, and their foundation is not yet established, so there are not many people who can be used to test the spirit sending method.

Upon hearing this, He Qing immediately looked at Zhou Yu beside him.

"I'll go back to sleep tonight."

Compared with the attic, this small courtyard is quieter and beautifully decorated, with a hint of elegance.

In addition, almost all of them are female cultivators, and even their breath has a hint of fragrance, which is completely different from the harsh environment in the previous attic.

Bauhinia also came to a yard wearing a robe.

She had a stern look on her face and seemed to be in a very bad mood. When Liu Minchun saw her, he consciously did not disturb her.

But Liu Minchun was a little curious, where did He Qing come from?

He was actually able to tie with Zijing, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with his strength at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Let's not talk about the future, just say that this talent in fighting is a bit too outstanding.

Since the battle between Zijing and He Qing, there have been three more battles.

Among them, Liu Minchun and Fang Ming both defeated their opponents cleanly.

The next day, Xie Kun and others sent invitations, saying they wanted to congratulate him.

Without waiting for his reply, Su Qijun received a message from the messenger.

It is said that his entry into the inner sect of Zixiao Sect has been decided, but I just hope that he will step up his efforts to refine his magic power and not lay hidden dangers for future foundation building.

Finally, Su Qijun asked He Qing if he wanted to participate in the next battle.

Su Qijun means that the next battle is irrelevant, but He Qing is likely to face an opponent similar to Zijin.

He Qing naturally refused.

Being able to draw with Zijin, He Qing felt that Zijin was underestimating the enemy.

Otherwise, we should have taken precautions against the final thunderstorm.

There is another reason, that is, others are not familiar with him, so they don't expect He Qing's combat methods and He Qing's thunder method to be so powerful.

It is true that He Qing's cultivation is too confusing and can mislead the other party's choices.

Now that he has used all his fighting methods, if there is another fight, it may not even be a draw.

And for He Qing, the goal has been achieved.

But it is different for Zijin, Zhu Mingguang and others. They want to compete for the title of the first person of their generation and need fame. Only in this way can they attract others to join them and form a force.

Compared with them, it is impossible not to mention this first person. Even without the resources behind them, almost no one would choose to follow He Qing.

"Let's develop steadily first. I'm still far behind them now." He Qing thought to himself.

Although he was somewhat proud of the tie with Zijin, he still did not lose sight of his own position.

In the Zixiao Sect and even in Xiaojingshanfang City, he is a minor figure.

If we look at the entire Qingzhou, there are even more people who can kill him.

He had just stepped out of the well and seen the scenery of this small piece of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, he and Zhou Yu are now on the right path, and sooner or later they will be able to adequately protect themselves.

At dusk, He Qing arrived at Xie Kun's home.

Before he reached the door, He Qing saw Xie Kun already waiting at the door lintel from a distance.

As soon as he saw He Qing, he immediately showed a bright smile and hurriedly ran from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist He is here. This visit really makes the humble room shine." Xie Kun quickly complimented.

He already knew the result and knew that the person in front of him was about to become a disciple of the Zixiao Sect.

We have established a good relationship now, but there is no way that this person will come to govern Xiaojingshanfang City in the future. It will be difficult to build relationships by then.

In addition to Xie Kun, Zhang Wen and Zhao Fengguang are also there.

In addition, Xie Kun also rented a dance troupe to dance.

While eating, Xie Kun suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I have a distant nephew who lives here recently."

During the banquet, the five women's sleeves were fluttering, stretching their bodies, showing off their beauty.

"Brother Xie, I heard that your nephew also went to participate. Maybe there is hope. Even if he enters the outer sect, the hope of building a foundation in the future will be much greater." Zhang Wenhao said cheerfully.

Xie Kun called out softly and saw a young man walking over from the side room.

He Qingzheng held the wine glass in one hand and put the drink into his mouth, and then admired the graceful dancing posture of the woman in front of him.

The dancer also knew that the person in the seat had an extraordinary status, so she showed off her figure with all her charming eyes.

"This is Fellow Daoist He. I told you that when I surrounded and killed the Ming Snake Sanren together with Senior Su, Fellow Daoist He did a great job." Xie Kun introduced with a chuckle.

But Xie Hui was stunned when he first saw He Qing, and then his face gradually turned red, like an ant on a hot pot.

Ever since he was defeated by He Qing, he felt a huge sense of frustration and understood that he was like a clown before.

Just like an ant is proud in front of an elephant.

"Hui'er, come and meet fellow Daoist He." Xie Kun was a little confused and quickly looked at Xie Hui, who was standing still.

He Qingzheng was stunned and turned his head when he heard the sound.

He was a little surprised when he saw Xie Hui.

However, I heard before that Xie Hui is from outside the country, but he also has relatives in Xiaojingshan.

Xie Kun and Xie Hui both have the surname Xie. He should have thought of this earlier.

He Qing nodded slightly and said, "It's you."

"It's me." Xie Hui struggled and said with his face flushed.

After saying a few words, he made an excuse and left directly.

After Xie Hui left, the atmosphere at the banquet suddenly turned cold.

Before leaving, Xie Kun apologized to everyone.

However, this has nothing to do with He Qing. He only came to the banquet for the sake of fighting side by side.

As time goes by, the superficial friendship between a few people will gradually fade away in the cold and ruthless years.

After returning to the inn, Zhou Yu was already there.

Looking at Zhou Yu's beautiful eyebrows and her attractive buttocks like a peach, the two mixed together bring about a strange charm.

It seems that as He Qingbing deepens his spiritual practice in Qinggong, the colder it becomes, and the more attractive it becomes when paired with his own figure.

He Qing didn't know where his feelings came from.

He immediately hugged Zhou Yu and went to bed.

After a night of fun, He Qing and Zhou Yu went to watch the battle together the next morning.

This last day is a crucial battle.

Zijin fights Fang Ming, Zhu Mingguang fights Liu Minchun, and several others.
Chapter completed!